The art, adventures, wit (or lack thereof), verse, ramblings, lyrics, stories, rants & raves of Christopher R. Bakunas
Monday, September 23, 2013
The Second Day Of Autumn
The second day of Autumn never gets any press
The first steals all the coverage and the limelight
But the second day, the second morning
Is really when the season begins
The winds of Autumn shake the trees
Bringing down small branches
And carpeting lawns with leaves
Soft morning light fills grey calm skies
Afternoons both cool and warm
Evening arriving earlier and earlier
Sweaters after dusk when it gets chillier
Canadian Geese head south to Mexican hideouts
Squirrels roam branches and guy wires
Pondering hibernation
Contemplating food storage
Collars go up as the cold breeze pushes paper along the way
Candy wrappers and fast food bags crumpled and tossed
Dressing chain link fences in multi-colored quilts
Coffee flavored with pumpkin spice
Hot raisin-bread toast smothered in butter
Hot-toddy nightcaps in front of the fire
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